So for those that haven't shared yet, what sort of nations will you be making?
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Seeing everyone heading south(?) seems a bit tempting for me to relocate. :P
Tarkima(My "Nation") will be a varied mess. A direct quote from my in progress sheet.
....snow covered plains and forests in the far north, highlands, the volcanic ashlands of Rothgul to the east, marshlands along the western coast and mountainous regions that stretch across the southern border.
Ah, cool! Just wondering.
And here's my claim on the map.
The Vikings/Barbarians are back :)
And here's my claim on the map.
The Vikings/Barbarians are back :)
*Returns from break* Consider me interested!
So is the purple the Einherjar or someone else?
So is the purple the Einherjar or someone else?
@Malta307 That you may, welcome aboard. So what do you have in mind for a nation?
@Malta307 Yup! Still got room for more players.
UAG Space
Federation Frontier Station Pathway
Ambassador's Office
"This is a troubling development..." Ambassador Yando Rev said, sifting through several paper reports brought to him. Standing before him were three Intelligence Agents, standing at attention. "Our sources confirm it." One of the agents, a young woman spoke up. "There has been an increase of Commonwealth activities in the region."
Ambassador Rev tossed the reports aside, leaning forward, his chin resting upon his clasped talons, his eyes drifting down at his sleek desk. "Could've come at a worst time." He said, his eyes shifting their gaze at the agents, he sighed heavily as he took a sharp turn with his chair, spinning himself up as he walked towards the ray-shielded window, taking in the serene sight outside. The station Pathway, with the generous, if extremely cautious graces of the Council, was allowed to orbit a fringe colony world in the far edges of Artanin Space, it was a recent addition, so starship traffic was minimal, allowing the Station's crew to appreciate it's semi-primordial presence.
"I had prayed it wouldn't come to this." Ambassador Rev said, turning to face the agents. "But it seems the Commonwealth have other plans."
"You'd think the Daisan would be more of a priority." One of the other agents spoke, a man around the same age as the woman.
"No doubt that is the Commonwealth is all too aware of that problem." The Ambassador replied. "Of course however, it's not their concern as of yet."
"The keyword is yet, sir." The last of the agents spoke, a member of the Ysh species.
"Right..." The Ambassador said, however, that wasn't the topic of discussion and returned to the true topic. "The Commonwealth's little power grab in the region will stir up quite a storm." He paused as he return to his chair, leaning forward. "As you are all have been made aware, the political situation among the Artanins is....less then stable."
"A ticking time bomb is what it is." The lead agent interjected.
"Precisely." Ambassador Rev agreed. "And the Commonwealth's actions will only aggravate it, Civil War is a high probability." The agents remain silent, looking to one another briefly.
"It seems the time has come for a little intervention." The male human agent said.
"Partially true..." Ambassador Rev agreed. "Problem being, the war with the Daisan has taken a great toll on the Federation's power projection capabilities. " He paused as he grabbed a glass water. "Nearly every ship is a valuable asset not to be wasted." Despite the rather grim situation back home, there was a small glimmer of hope for the federation outpost. "However, a few friends in high places have managed to arrange a little something."
The three agents gave inquisitive looks to the Ambassador. "What would that be Ambassador?" The Leader of the agents asked.
"Ever heard of Angel fleet?" Ambassador Rev answered her question with a new question. Their eyes widened. "Only by reputation." She replied.
The Angels, or the 10th Expeditionary Force as they're officially referred to, is a special task force established several decades before the Daisan War, created for the purpose of traveling from one conflict hot spot to another, giving aide to minor states in any way possible, be it in the form of humanitarian aid, peacekeeping, or more active military operations. In the years they've been active, the Expeditionary Force has grown a reputation among the civilian populations on worlds they've aided, quickly gaining said title of "The Angels".
"I figured they would be the perfect assets to a potential conflict." The Ambassador added. "If civil war breaks out, we'll be ready to aide Artanin worlds that stand against the Commonwealth's imperialism."
Federation Frontier Station Pathway
Ambassador's Office
"This is a troubling development..." Ambassador Yando Rev said, sifting through several paper reports brought to him. Standing before him were three Intelligence Agents, standing at attention. "Our sources confirm it." One of the agents, a young woman spoke up. "There has been an increase of Commonwealth activities in the region."
Ambassador Rev tossed the reports aside, leaning forward, his chin resting upon his clasped talons, his eyes drifting down at his sleek desk. "Could've come at a worst time." He said, his eyes shifting their gaze at the agents, he sighed heavily as he took a sharp turn with his chair, spinning himself up as he walked towards the ray-shielded window, taking in the serene sight outside. The station Pathway, with the generous, if extremely cautious graces of the Council, was allowed to orbit a fringe colony world in the far edges of Artanin Space, it was a recent addition, so starship traffic was minimal, allowing the Station's crew to appreciate it's semi-primordial presence.
"I had prayed it wouldn't come to this." Ambassador Rev said, turning to face the agents. "But it seems the Commonwealth have other plans."
"You'd think the Daisan would be more of a priority." One of the other agents spoke, a man around the same age as the woman.
"No doubt that is the Commonwealth is all too aware of that problem." The Ambassador replied. "Of course however, it's not their concern as of yet."
"The keyword is yet, sir." The last of the agents spoke, a member of the Ysh species.
"Right..." The Ambassador said, however, that wasn't the topic of discussion and returned to the true topic. "The Commonwealth's little power grab in the region will stir up quite a storm." He paused as he return to his chair, leaning forward. "As you are all have been made aware, the political situation among the Artanins is....less then stable."
"A ticking time bomb is what it is." The lead agent interjected.
"Precisely." Ambassador Rev agreed. "And the Commonwealth's actions will only aggravate it, Civil War is a high probability." The agents remain silent, looking to one another briefly.
"It seems the time has come for a little intervention." The male human agent said.
"Partially true..." Ambassador Rev agreed. "Problem being, the war with the Daisan has taken a great toll on the Federation's power projection capabilities. " He paused as he grabbed a glass water. "Nearly every ship is a valuable asset not to be wasted." Despite the rather grim situation back home, there was a small glimmer of hope for the federation outpost. "However, a few friends in high places have managed to arrange a little something."
The three agents gave inquisitive looks to the Ambassador. "What would that be Ambassador?" The Leader of the agents asked.
"Ever heard of Angel fleet?" Ambassador Rev answered her question with a new question. Their eyes widened. "Only by reputation." She replied.
The Angels, or the 10th Expeditionary Force as they're officially referred to, is a special task force established several decades before the Daisan War, created for the purpose of traveling from one conflict hot spot to another, giving aide to minor states in any way possible, be it in the form of humanitarian aid, peacekeeping, or more active military operations. In the years they've been active, the Expeditionary Force has grown a reputation among the civilian populations on worlds they've aided, quickly gaining said title of "The Angels".
"I figured they would be the perfect assets to a potential conflict." The Ambassador added. "If civil war breaks out, we'll be ready to aide Artanin worlds that stand against the Commonwealth's imperialism."
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